“I really should have thought this through.” Endymion mumbled to himself as he struggled up the sheer tower wall. Sure, disappearing out a window sure looked dramatic, but the boy’s tower was really high up, and without a clear way down. Swearing loudly as his finger caught a sharp stone, his off hand struggled to keep himself stead. Swinging his other hand back onto the stone wall to steady himself, it left a smear of red. “Bugger this”

Leaping sideways he caught onto an overhanging flag pool, and swung himself onto a nearby roof. “Well, that sucked.” Somewhere in the complex he could hear yelling. Always with the yelling. He didn’t let it bother him though, as there was no way they even knew he existed. He was obviously too good to be caught like that.

It was slow going to find his way to the wall. He could have moved faster, but considering the rushed panic of the estate slower was better. Rushing people don’t notice shadows, but they do notice strangers running over rooftops. He finally made his way to his wall, where his ladder was waiting.

“Hey buddy,” He patted his gargoyle friend on the head, “You’ve been good, thanks.” He tugged on the hook that was latched around the stone beast’s neck to make sure it was tight.

Halfway down the ladder the beast’s head snapped. The ladder failed. And Endymion fell.

OoC: I like the new name.